After wearing a book, the sick villain begged me to be a queen

"Ow~"

The little tiger's voice was sickly, it slowly shook the hair on its body, and then lay down at Xiao Muhe's feet.

Xiao Muhe felt it coming, restrained his emotions, leaned over and hugged it on his lap, and let it lie on his stomach.

The white tiger understands human nature, even it has noticed that Jiang Yuning is not his Ning'er.

Now whenever I think of her, my heart throbs unconsciously.

Playing it back over and over again in my mind.He remembered that day when she woke up from a nightmare, cried for a long time, and pulled her skirt, "Xiao Muhe, you have to promise me."

At that time, her misty eyes were full of hesitation and helplessness, and she said, "No matter when, no matter where I am, no matter what I become, you must recognize me at a glance, okay?"

Thinking of her previous foreshadowing words, and thinking that she was always in a low mood some time ago, but he didn't pay attention to it, his heartache at this moment became more and more unbearable.

……

"Brother Chuanwu, you have been in a coma for more than half a month, and you still refuse to wake up?"

Yunhua sat by the bed, gently wiped Chuanwu's cheeks and hands with a towel.Her eyes were red and swollen, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

She was worried and followed secretly.Originally, she thought that if Brother Chuanwu found Sister Ziyi and they reconciled as before, then she would leave with peace of mind.

But if she can't find it, then she will be his younger sister and stay with him all the time.She is not greedy, as long as she can be by his side.

She no longer has any relatives in this world, brother Chuanwu is her only relative.So, she wishes him well.

After tidying up, Yunhua went to the outside room to reluctantly eat a few bites of dinner.

Now, Wang Shang and Sister Ning have gone to Jiang Guo to become the empress, and some ministers from Yanbei have rushed over one after another.

The king heard that brother Chuanwu was still unconscious, so he asked someone to stay and take care of him.When she arrived, Chuan Wu had been in a coma for almost half a month.

These days, she has been taking care of him in a puzzled manner, and she has done her best for him.The doctor said that he was poisoned by the red blood tree and entered an illusion.

Perhaps, everything in the dream was too beautiful, so he refused to wake up.But it doesn't matter, she will always take care of him, until the day when he is willing to accept the reality and wake up calmly.

Putting down his chopsticks, Yunhua walked to the bedside, intending to open the window to let the room breathe.Perhaps the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the streets are extremely lively.

The sound of yelling and selling is endless.

Looking at the crowds coming and going on the street, each of them seems to have a happy smile on their face, in twos and threes, they are either holding hands or hugging them, and looking at the vendors on the street, life is simple and happy.

The people are all grateful for the kindness of the new king. His disaster relief policy is effective, and the people quickly recovered from the natural disaster.

Now the prices in all parts of Yanbei have dropped sharply, and the difference has to be borne by the finances.Not only that, the government also distributes money and food to each household every month according to the population.

So the life of the people in Yanbei is getting better and better. When they heard that their new king has gone to Jiang Guo to be the emperor, they are both happy and very reluctant.

But now, life is prosperous, there is no war and no disease, no matter who is the emperor, so what?

Putting his hands on the window lattice, Yunhua let out a little breath, and then smiled again.

Seeing the people living and working in peace and contentment, with smiles on their faces, her mood was inexplicably moved, and she also felt relieved.

She turned around, wanting to go in and see Brother Chuanwu.But at the moment when she turned around, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Frowning slightly, Yunhua immediately looked back, but there was nothing there.As if that figure just now was just his own illusion?

Although the street was brightly lit at the moment, there were too many people, and they disappeared into the sea of ​​people in the blink of an eye.

Yunhua frowned, thinking maybe he was wrong.It was still a bit cold at night, she reached out and closed the window, and went back indoors.

"Brother Chuanwu, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Yunhua wants to make mooncakes by himself, and you will be able to eat them when you wake up."

Yunhua propped his chin with his hands, leaned his elbows against the edge of the bed, and just looked at Chuanwu, whose eyes were closed and unresponsive.

"But..." Yunhua drooped her brows and eyes, "I don't know how to make it yet. But it's okay," she suddenly became angry again, "I can learn it. I believe that I can make delicious ones."

Yunhua vowed firmly, his big round eyes were full of determination, "I'll go to the proprietress of the inn to learn from her when I wake up tomorrow morning."

"Brother Chuanwu, let me tell you, the proprietress of the inn is very good. She always thought that I came here to find my husband, so she loves me very much, and takes good care of me on weekdays."

As she spoke, her eyelids twitched a little.These days, she hardly slept much, and she was extremely sleepy at the moment.

But she still kept her spirits up and continued to talk to Chuan Wu, "I didn't mean to take advantage of you."

She hurriedly explained, "I have always explained to the proprietress that I belong to your sister, but no matter what Yunhua explains, she still doesn't believe it."

"Brother Chuanwu, otherwise everyone will think you are my husband..."

As he spoke, Yunhua tilted his head and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

The night was slightly cool, and there was a sense of warmth in the room. The shadows of the candles were flickering, and Chuan Wu's closed eyes could be vaguely seen trembling, and the shadow cast by the long eyelashes trembled accordingly.

The wind is rustling, and the night is dark.The candle shadow flickers until dawn.

……

The night was getting darker, but there were still many people on the street.The street vendors are not in a hurry to go home. Under the new policy, the night market can flourish, which is said to be able to promote economic growth.

The common people don't know much about these policies, but in short, they can set up stalls at night, so that they can earn more copper coins to go back, so that they can go back and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Bowen, look at this, does it look good?"

Among the crowd, a pair of young Bi people were particularly eye-catching.The man is more than eight feet long, with a full sky, deep brows and eyes, star-like eyes, a high nose bridge, and a healthy body.

This person is like a walking clothes hanger, with a dark blue robe lining him, he is like a modest gentleman, and his gestures are very Confucian and elegant, it is absolutely extraordinary to look at.

Especially the beauty next to him, wearing a long dress of moonlight and smoke, looks like the fairy Chang'e who descended from the Guanghan Palace.

The winking eyes closed shyly, and the red lips parted one by one.With every gesture, she is charming and colorful, but just right, with a unique flavor.

Pedestrians on the road saw it and couldn't help but take a second look.Some gossips couldn't help but stop and whisper to each other.

Passerby A: "Yeah! These two are really rare talents and beautiful women in the world. Why do they look so much like the Houyi and Chang'e fairy paintings in the storybooks?"

Passer-by B: "I don't know if Houyi is Houyi or not, but Chang'e must be the real Chang'e. Look, that beautiful one is just like the one walking out of the painting."

Passerby A echoed, "Who said it wasn't? When did we have such a stunning beauty in this small place? It's a pity that there is already a lover beside the beauty."

Passer-by B sighed, "Yes, yes, it's a pity. However, since ancient times, a beautiful woman deserves a talented man, don't you think you have hope?"

Passerby A said softly, "What do you call that? Am I such an overconfident person? That man is extraordinary at first glance, why should I seek humiliation and compete with him for beauty?"

Passerby A teased eccentrically, "Oh, when did you realize this?"